Great Emperor Myriad

"Are you convinced?"

Ling Xiao said faintly, the voice spread into the Yan Emperor Cauldron, roaring like thunder.

"Not convinced!"

Feng Qingyang roared, with grief and unwillingness in his voice, runes rose from his body, and the silver spear in his palm wanted to pierce the Yandi Cauldron.

"Who is this person? He... how could he be so strong?!"

The geniuses who followed Feng Qingyang were also shocked, looking at this scene in front of them, their eyes were full of incredible expressions.

They originally thought that Feng Qingyang should be able to suppress Ling Xiao easily, but they didn't expect that the result would be like this. Feng Qingyang was almost about to be suppressed by Ling Xiao.

"Save Young Master Qingyang!"

"kill!"

I don’t know who yelled, and suddenly the geniuses shot one after another, bursting out a powerful force, and went to kill Lingxiao, trying to interfere with Lingxiao’s use of fighting and fighting heavenly power, and take Feng Qingyang from the Yan Emperor Ding. Rescued.

"You are very loyal, but unfortunately it is still too weak!"

Ling Xiao glanced at the people in a little surprise, and the monstrous qi and blood all over his body rose, directly blasting at them with a punch!

Click!

The chaotic energy rose, and the void in all directions trembled. Ling Xiao displayed the fist of the emperor, and the chaotic fist imprinted across hundreds of thousands of miles in the void, directly smashing all the attacks from the crowd, and then blasted them unabated. .

It was like being suppressed by an ancient sacred mountain, those young powerhouses were shocked all over their bodies, spurting wild blood in their mouths, and flew back one by one.

"If you don't accept it, then fight until you accept it!"

Ling Xiao's eyes were sharp, and Yandiding trembling violently, he punched out one after another, hundreds of fist marks blasted on Yandiding, causing Yandiding to vibrate in a strange state, erupting a terrifying sound wave, as if able to Shake everything into dust.

Rumble!

Feng Qingyang was suppressed in the Yandi Ding,Although he couldn't stop roaring, running the sun's heavenly power, the sun was rising all over his body, trying to break open the Yandi Cauldron and rush out.

But the boundless sound wave erupted, and even contained the vast dragon power, which caused Feng Qingyang's body to tremble violently. The pores overflowed with traces of blood, the internal organs were severely injured, and the mouth was coughing up blood.

"I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

Feng Qingyang roared, with an unruly look in his eyes, and the horrible light of the whole body rose in an instant. Above his head, the thunder was fierce, and a avenue fairy flower appeared, slowly blooming. Come, in an instant burst of immeasurable light.

Just like opening up the world, the avenue fairy blossoms are filled with mysterious light, and the vast avenue laws are blessed on Feng Qingyang's body, making his breath soar, and the whole person is like a supreme saint, majestic and mysterious.

Feng Qingyang's injuries recovered at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and the silver battle armor burst out with brilliant light, and his eyes were filled with monstrous fighting spirit and anger.

Click!

The silver spear was blessed with immeasurable divine power, and it suddenly pierced the Yan Emperor Cauldron, causing the Yan Emperor Cauldron to tremble violently, and the divine light burst out, and in the end, it suddenly exploded.

"I want to kill you!"

Feng Qingyang suffered such a big loss in Ling Xiao's hands, and he was almost mad. He was young and energetic, and could not bear such a setback. The silver spear in his hand slammed into Ling Xiao!

At this moment, Feng Qingyang seemed to have become a supreme saint, possessing the power to destroy the world.

"Are you in the realm of heaven? But even the respect of humanity is not condensed, it is still too weak!"

There was a strange color in Ling Xiao's gaze. He could see the chaos in the avenue fairy flowers above Feng Qingyang's head, as if another mysterious shadow appeared, but it had not yet fully condensed, representing Feng Qingyang did not condense human respect, and his strength was still much worse than Hua Ziyang.

Boom!

Ling Xiao directly blasted a punch, and the incomparable violent power burst out completely, and accompanied by the sound of the vast dragon chant, the chaos was filled, and the three thousand realms rose. This punch seemed to be the hand of God, about to destroy everything.

His eyes were sharp and his aura was overwhelming. After several times of chaos tempering, Ling Xiao's physical body was incredibly strong.

boom!

The silver spear in Feng Qingyang's hand shook violently, and an unparalleled divine power burst out, directly causing the silver spear to take off and fly. Feng Qingyang also trembled violently, and was blasted out by Ling Xiao.

In the face of absolute power, everything is just vain!

Although the cultivation base of the Heavenly Stepping Human Realm broke out, possessing power comparable to that of a saint, Feng Qingyang was completely defeated in the face of the fist of the Emperor of Heaven that erupted with all strength in Ling Xiao!

Boom!

The light under Ling Xiao's feet, using the shifting secret technique, instantly moved hundreds of millions of meters into the void, appeared directly in front of Feng Qingyang, strangled his throat, and lifted him up in the air.

"You are... You are... Long Aotian of the Temple of War?!"

Feng Qingyang's face flushed, but he couldn't hide the shock in his eyes, staring at Ling Xiao and said.

"Do you recognize me? If you recognize me, you dare to attack me, do you think you are looking for death?"

Ling Xiao said with a smile.

Feng Qingyang was about to scold his mother, and I just recognized that you are Long Aotian, that pervert, OK?If I had known you a long time ago, who would dare to attack you?

Feng Qingyang's stomach slandered, but he still said coldly: "Even if you are Long Aotian, don't want me to surrender to you! I am Feng Qingyang, I would rather die than surrender!"

"Really not surrender? Then I can only kill you!"

Ling Xiao said faintly, a trace of cold killing intent appeared in his eyes.

Seeing Ling Xiao’s icy eyes, Feng Qingyang couldn’t help but feel agitated, and quickly said: “Dragon...Lord of the Dragon, I’m too on the Dao Palace to have a good relationship with your God of War Temple for generations. I am an ally who advances and retreats together. After that, am I not afraid to ruin the relationship between our two cases? The big deal... The big deal, I just apologize to you!"

Feng Qingyang's face was flushed, and he was ashamed to find a hole in the ground, he never thought that he would have a day of begging for mercy, it was simply too embarrassing.

"Submit me, I will spare you not to die!"

The killing intent in Ling Xiao's eyes converged, and he smiled indifferently.

"Hall of Dragon, you are so strong, it's no use for me to surrender you? Why don't you let me go and I will take the treasure to make amends to you?"

Feng Qingyang still said unwillingly.

"Stop bargaining with me, you surrendered to me, and the treasures on your body are naturally mine! You take my things to apologize to me? Believe it or not, I will kill you now?"

Ling Xiao stared at Feng Qingyang with an ugly expression.

Feng Qingyang was speechless, and suddenly there was another slander in his heart. He was convinced of this strange reason.

"Long Aotian, you are fine if you want me to surrender, but only in the ancient land of Chaos. You must let me go at the end of the Chosen Conference! Otherwise, you should kill me!"

Feng Qingyang finally succumbed, saying very sadly.

"No problem, I like a guy like you who knows current affairs! Follow me in the future and I won't treat you badly!"

Ling Xiao smiled and touched Feng Qingyang's head.

In fact, he didn't intend to kill Feng Qingyang. After all, the Taoist Palace and the Temple of War are good. He just frightened Feng Qingyang and killed his arrogance. He didn't expect this kid to be so aware of current affairs. Surrendered.

Ling Xiao naturally accepted such a follower unceremoniously.

Feng Qingyang turned his head to the side in grief and angrily, only feeling that the following days were gloomy, as if there were no more days to come!

(End of this chapter)